Mene Mene Tekel Upharsin

Here's the second chapter!!!

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EMILY:

            Steven pisses me off so much, it's not even funny. Though sometimes it actually is funny, but that's not the point. I often ask Delfina about what she sees in him and she just laughs and says that she loves everything about him that I hate. She likes his stubborn and impatient mouth. Don't get me wrong, Steven and I are friends and all but sometimes he just pisses me off so much that I just slap him in the back of the head. I do that constantly. Thank goodness that Jimmy is always there to distract me if I get too mad. Jimmy makes my life. He's always so crazy and fun and he always takes my mind off of things. He's always there when I need him. It's like I'm stranded at sea and he's that one naked guy on a speed boat riding by and he stops to help me. I can honestly say that one good thing came from this whole situation that landed me here and that one good thing is Jimmy.

            But I do wish that we met under different circumstances. Jimmy and I are the "odd couple" in our group of new friends for two reasons: 1.) we're both fucking crazy 2.) We both met before we ever came here. We went to the hospital together, shared the same hospital room, left together and came here together. We've been here for three months already and spent everyday here together. Hayley, the girl who volunteers here every week, says that it's a miracle that we found each other under such painful circumstances.

            I remember the day that I met Jimmy so clearly. My father was taking me to my aunt's house that day. And I really hate her, no lie. She acts exactly like the gym teacher in Donnie Darko.  She's cruel, doesn't give a shit about anyone, will piss and moan if she doesn't get her way and will tear anyone down for fun. I never wanted to go visit her and I was openly honest to my dad about it. He said that if I didn't go with him that he'd tell my mom that I stole a hundred dollars out of her purse. I didn't steal anything from her, so I knew that I'd have nothing to worry about if he said that. But mom was asleep and he reached into her purse and took out a hundred and stuffed it into his pocket. She'd be bound to believe him if she went to look. And she can be a real bitch sometimes...

            We only stayed at my aunt's house for an hour or two. Little did I know that my dad only wanted to go there because my uncle deals drugs. I waited outside of the car while my dad went inside hoping to get pot or coke or whatever he was hooked on. I was listening to "Dr. Feelgood" by Motley Crue on my iPod when I noticed five guys walking towards me. Four out of the five of them looked buff; the fifth one was scrawny and tall, like a stripper pole. He smiled and I pulled one ear-phone out of my ear.

            "I can hear that from all the way down the street," he mused. "Great song. You like Motley Crue?" I couldn't help but to notice how positively gorgeous he was. All six of us started to talk after that about bands and movies and music. Jimmy and his friends (Matt, Brian, Zacky and Johnny) told me that they all were in a band called Avenged Sevenfold. That's when my dad came out to the car looking high as anything. I sighed, and rolled my eyes.

            "Here's my email," I said to the five of them, but mostly to Jimmy. "Email me and hopefully we can chill sometime. I've got to go." Jimmy pouted and I laughed as I hopped into the car.

            "He your boyfriend, Emily?" Dad said with a needle in his arm. My eyes bulged as I watched him pump the heroin into his veins. I said nothing, mostly because he'd make a big deal out of it if I told him he was or wasn't. I buckled myself in and held on to the seat and hoped that there were airbags in the car. He chuckled, turning on the car and started to zoom up the street. My heart was pounding inside my chest and all I wanted to do was get out of the fucking car.

            "Dad, slow down!" I yelled at him. He woo-hooted and stepped on the gas. I was too scared to scream out in fear. "Let me out! Stop! Let me out!" I finally yelled out.

            "You want out? Huh?!" He shouted at me. Before I knew it; my seat buckle became loose and the door flew open. I crashed onto the ground, breaking my arm and fracturing my leg. I hit my head pretty badly and there was a lot of blood. But I guess we weren't that far up the street because before I knew it, Jimmy was standing above me, yelling for his friends to help. But my dad wasn't finished. He made a screeching U-turn and came flying back. Jimmy got me out of the way before my dad could roll over me with the car, but unfortunately for Jimmy, he wasn't fast enough to get out of the way himself.

            I shuddered at the memory of Jimmy getting hit by my dad's car. I really wasn't expecting Jimmy to be coming here with me but apparently his parents abandoned him only a month before we met and he was living alone. They decided that it was a good idea for him to come here too. Jimmy misses California and so do I, but at least his friends moved down here until Jimmy gets out.

            Paija and Gabe came running out of the kitchen and basically kicked me out of my reverie. Paija had apparently stolen Gabe's purple hoodie, which is hilarious because he loves that thing, and he wants it back. I hope Maryjane doesn't come down anytime soon because she has Paija's camera. Lautner sighed and I rolled my eyes. That boy never really does anything but work out. For a sixteen year old kid, he sure does have a lot of muscles. But, I really can't even think that he has too much muscle because Jimmy's friends, and Kitsch and Steven all have muscles. But at least they have something else to do but work out. Sometimes Lautner gets on my nerves too but not enough for me to slap him.

            Marisa came into the room again with that new girl, Darla, right behind her. I didn't realize that Marisa left until just now. I must have been really deep in thought. "Hey, can someone give Darla the grand tour? Kitsch and I have something to do and I know MJ and Frank are going out and so are Paija and Gabe." The Lord knows that both Jimmy and can't give a tour to save our lives. I looked over at Jimmy and giggled. He fell asleep on the couch.

DELFINA:

          I was about to raise my hand and offer to show the new girl around, but Lautner beat me to the punch. Finally that boy is doing something besides work out. He already has enough to muscles, he doesn't need anymore. And I don't think that I'd be a good tour-giver. I mean, I did show Kitsch around and Steven, but that Darla girl kind of gives me the creeps. There is something off about her and I don't know what it is.

            Jimmy and Emily crack me up, even when they don't mean to, they do. Right now, Emily is trying to wake Jimmy up by poking his side. I think he's pretending to be asleep now because I can hear him giggle. They are such a cute couple, odd, but cute. But I do wonder why Emily gets so pissed off at Steven all the time. I mean, I think I'd probably get pissed off at Jimmy if I were dating him. I really don't see anything wrong with Steven. Yeah, he can be stubborn and he has no filter on his mouth, but I think that's kind of cute. Well, for him at least.

            I looked up at him and looked into those sweet brown eyes of his. I couldn't help but to blush when he smiled back at me and kissed my cheek. He does the cutest things in the world and he always makes my day. But what would really make my day today is getting out of here for a few hours. I am so not used to being stuck in the middle of nowhere, basically. I miss being able to walk to the mall or just cross the street to get to one of my friend's house. If I wanted to visit a neighbor around here, I'd have to walk a mile just to find out that they only stayed at that house for the summer and they went back home.

            I wonder if Charisma will let Steven and I walk down to Rickets Glen to swim in the lake or something. I haven't been there in like forever and it's really hot outside. Or maybe Drew can drive us to Allentown. I heard Green Day might be playing a concert there and I haven't been to a concert in such a long time. I miss the mosh pits and the loud music and the dancing and singing and screaming to the music. Ugh, I feel like a crack addict without their crack right now. I miss concerts.

            Steven inhaled deeply beside me. It almost sounded like a sigh, so I looked up. He looked just as bored as I am even though it is the morning. "Char," he said in a whiney voice that made me giggle. "Can we please do something today? I'm dying of boredom!"

            "Dude, it's only seven. Chillax."  Charisma said, rolling her brown eyes. She was writing something down on a notepad that she had sitting in front of her. Steven sighed dramatically and slumped to the side and basically tipped me over. He's too damn heavy for me. I found myself stuck under him and laughed.

            "Oooh, sexy sexy time for Delfina and Steven?" I heard someone giggle from behind us. Marisa walked over to us and plopped down next to me. I finally pushed Steven off, but of course, he pouted.
            "I wish," he muttered under his breath. I, unlike some of the girls in here, am holding off a little while at the sex thing. I'm not so sure why exactly. I guess I just feel a little uncomfortable about it. No, I don't really think it's that exactly. I think I just want it to happen at the most perfect time ever which is not now. Too much is going on.

            Yeah, in a few days I have to go to court to testify against my mom. I never thought that would ever happen, not even in my wildest dreams would it happen. But after dad died, mom hasn't been herself. She became a heroin addict and abusive. She wasn't at all pleasant to me and my older brother either. But, he's twenty now and he's making a life for himself. He can't take care of me. I want him to, but he can't.

            "UGH! I'm so damn bored!" Marisa groaned from beside me. Her tilted her head back so it could touch the top of the couch and she had her hands over her eyes and they slowly went down her face in a very agitated way. I think it was agitated, or maybe it was in a dramatic way?  "I wish Kitsch would hurry up. He decided to get changed and I'm still in my pj's as are a lot of people and I want to do something soooo badly!" Her voice sounded a little throaty when she said 'soooo badly.' "What should we do?"

            I thought for a moment. I thought back to a couple months ago when I was helping Charisma and Hayley put some of the toys away over at the Children's unit.  I had an armful of toy cars and Barbie dolls as Hayley led me to the toy closet which was almost as big as the playroom itself. I remember walking in and seeing a whole wall decorated with water guns.

            "Well, it is really hot outside and it'll be fun," I muttered to myself. Speaking louder, I said, "I say we have a water gun war. Guys against girls."

            "That would be WICKED!" Emily chimed in with excitement. "Well, as long as it's okay with Charisma..."

            Charisma's eyes looked up at the five of us sitting on the couches, staring at her while giving her the boot lip. She choked back a laugh and slowly nodded her head. "As long as you guys don't get me wet, I'm fine."

            "Yes!" The five of us said in unison.

            "I'll go get Kitsch," Marisa said. "Someone get Rain, Ryan, Lautner, if he isn't too busy with the new girl, Maryjane and like anyone they can find." She started to dart off towards the door, but as quickly as she ran; she turned around and came back. "Should I wear a bathing suit?"

RAIN:

            Finally, a water gun war. I've been waiting for this my whole damn life! Well, not really, I just really want to do this. I've been so bored lately, it's not even funny. I love Delfina for coming up for this great idea. I must say, all the guys (well most of them, Lautner I think has a thing for Darla, the new girl) look hot in their bathing suits. Though Ryan is basically really skinny, he still looks good. Too bad Paija and Gabe left before the game started because they would really have a kick ass time. Thank God Maryjane and Frankie came back in time for it because we need more girls, though I think both teams have five people.

            All of the girls were wearing either bikinis or tankinis. I am wearing my black bikini with red stripes and green skulls on it. Delfina is wearing a blue tankini with yellow polka-dots, Emily is wearing a red bikini with black polka-dots and on the bottom piece, she had a skull on the front. Maryjane is wearing a purple bikini with cute skelanimals on it and Marisa is wearing a silver tankini that is really shiny. The guys can't take their eyes off of us.

            "Okay, I wrote the rule on the dry-erase board." Charisma said. "Follow them and no one will get hurt." All ten of us gazed at the extraordinarily white board with words written in red. It said:

                                                RULES:

•1.)       No tripping people

•2.)      No filling water gun with grape juice or anything that stains

•3.)      No leaving the house

•4.)     Don't get Charisma or any of the other Heart workers wet

•5.)      Don't break anything

•6.)      NO VIOLENCE!!!

Those rules are so easy to break, like, Charisma doesn't even know. But we don't want our fun to end in the middle of it, which would totally suck, so I guess we'll abide by them.

"Look what I found earlier!" Jimmy said, running out of the room and then running in with a box in his hands. "Walkie-talkies. I thought that each team would get one and we'll each have our own channels." He grinned. "This is going to be SO MUCH FUN!"

"I know! It's going to be soooo war-like," I said in excitement. "Oh! We should have like our own base too, you know, like us girls can have the attic as our base."

"And we can have the kitchen." Kitsch grinned wildly. Charisma soon came in with the water guns and handed us each one. Mine is a totally wicked blue one and it's a decent size if I do say so myself. I glanced up at Ryan who had a yellow water gun in his hands and smirked. I am so going to get his skinny ass soaked!

We all ran to our bases after setting down a few of our own rules (like we can't enter each others bases unless we captured or we're freeing the captured). All five of us girls couldn't hold in the giggles as we ran in the attic. We're full of bubbly laughter that we can't contain. Us girls decided that our walkie-talkie channel would be channel four. Of course we had to check if the guys had it, but they didn't. We only have five minutes up here before the game starts so we can come up with a battle plan.

"I say we start off with the two weakest," I suggested as we huddled into a group. "And that's Ryan and Jimmy. Frank is neutral because that boy can tackle."

"Yeah, Steven and Kitsch are the strongest. They'll be harder to take down." Maryjane said. "I say two of us tackle Kitsch and two tackle Steven."

"I thought Charisma said no violence." Delfina said, raising her eyebrows.

"It's not violence if you tackle and beat them to the ground and apologize after," Emily smiled. "Besides, they are stronger which means we've got to be at least somewhat violent."

I glanced up at the clock. Two minutes left. "Two minutes left girls. Is this our game plan?" The four girls nodded and I continued. "There are only five of us. I say we split up. One group of three and one group of two. Who's going with whom?"

"I'll go with Em and MJ," Marisa said. "We can patrol the second floor."

"And you and I," Delfina said to me. "Can patrol the ground floor. We can use this as time out too, if we need it. And, of course, it's prison."

"One minute left," Emily inhaled deeply. "We set?" Everyone nodded and stood up. "Good." She sighed. We all lined up at the door and watched the clock on the wall pass by each second mark. All five of us grinned wildly and gave out our last giggles.

"GO!" I grabbed Delfina's arm and basically dragged her downstairs.

LAUTNER:

      Darla hasn't said a thing during the first part of the tour. She looked detached or possibly lost in thought. I noticed that she changed her dress too, not to sound like a creeper or anything. I hadn't expected her to change because it looked like she was already dressed earlier but I guess she wasn't. Instead of that white dress she wore earlier; she's wearing a cherry red dress that went down to her knees. The dress itself is noodle-strapped, flowy and bright and she's wearing a sweater over it that's the same color and she's wearing the same boots as earlier. I guess any kind of color would look good on her. She is very beautiful.

      Amy gave Darla a small dry-erase board and a black dry-erase marker to write with since she doesn't talk. I was actually hoping that she would talk to me, but it seems to me that I got my hopes up too high for that. I heard loud giggling from upstairs and heard thunderous footsteps on the stairs coming down. There was Rain and Del with water guns in their hands and bathing suits on. Wow, they look good...

I felt Darla tap my shoulder. I turned around and she held the board up to me.

Does that usually happen here? It said on the board. I grinned.

"That depends on what you mean." I replied back to her. She erased her writing with the eraser that Amy also gave her. She held up the board again after writing something else down.

Do the teens here usually have water gun fights?

"Not really, I mean it hasn't happened before but I'm guessing Charisma is letting them today because it's hot out." I said. "But, all of us here are pretty weird and crazy."

How weird and crazy? She wrote.

"Well...you'll just have to find out."

"Damn it! He got me!" I heard one of the girls yell.

I turned and looked back at Darla again. She was smirking and erasing her board. "Hey," I said, causing her to look up at me. "Do you want to go see the garden?" She nodded her head of red curls.

She followed me downstairs and past Ryan and Jimmy who were being taken down by Marisa and Maryjane. I heard the little squeaking of the dry-erase marker and turned to find Darla holding it up to me again.

I see what you mean. I laughed as we entered the kitchen were Steven and Kitsch were chilling out in. Steven has sitting at the table, tilting his chair backwards and bit and resting his feet on the table. Kitsch was sitting on the counter with his red water gun next to him. Both of them were soaked.

"Are you finished the tour yet?" Steven asked as I pushed his feet off of the table. "We can really use you, man."

"Nah, we're not done yet." I smiled. I turned and looked at Darla who held the board tight against her chest. Her eyes were wide and looked stunning. That eye color is positively beautiful. I have never seen green eyes like hers before and those lashes...

I quickly caught myself before I became too engrossed in her looks and motioned for her to come with me outside. She stepped up her pace and I opened the door for her. The sun beat down on us as soon as we stepped outside. It is steaming hot outside. How can she wear a sweater? Does she feel any of the heat? I didn't ask her that as I silently led her to the garden that was on the side of the house. I heard her gasp a little as soon as she saw the riot of colors standing brilliantly in the soil. Slowly, she walked up to the garden and stared at the many different flowers laid out before her. Her hand swept across some zinnias and pansies and some delphiniums.

"You want to see the roses?" She turned around and smiled at me. "Do you like roses?" I asked.

I love roses. She wrote on her white board. I put my hand on her shoulder (she tenses a little) and led her around more colorful flowers to a giant rose bush. She picked up her pace again and walked right up to the rose bush which was covered with red roses. Her hand reached to touch one but she pulled back.

Am I allowed to pick one? She asked. I, not answering her, reached out to the bush and picked off the biggest rose on the bush and I gave it to her. She blushed a rosy color and took it graciously.

LOL. We're now reading "Othello" in english class and I had NO IDEA that they're was a chick in Othello named Desdemona. When I saw that, I was like "Dude, that's my daughter..." and my teacher looked at me weirdly ahahaha.

Ugh, as soon as we get back from our four day weekend, everyone (mostly) gets overloaded with homework.

For World Civ., I have to do a map.

For Chemistry, I have to do:
1.) Chapter 9 packey
2.) Chapter 10 outline
3.)Audit #17
4.) Chapter 10 test
5.) Have to bring in Chem book

For Geometry I have to do 11.5 Day 1 and 2

And I'm pretty sure i have something to do for both of my english classes and I have to finish my Paramore purse in Apparel Design. Ugh. And I have three E's which I need to bring up because 2 of the 3 classes I've been failing all year (guess which two) and I don't want to go to summer school...UGH!!!!

OMG. The funniest/ greatest thing happened to me this morning. For a month straight, I've been going to church again and everything. And a couple of weeks ago, Pastor Mark accidently called me by my sisters name (if you'd met my sister, that would be an insult...lol jk!) but I do HATE it when people call me by her name.

So today after service, we went to shake his hand and what not after it and I didn't really say anything and Pastor Mark was like, "Say something. Say something."

My sister: "She's still mad at you for calling her by my name."

P. Mark: "I did that? Oh yeah, I did. Wow, hey that was like a month ago! You're still holding that grudge? Man, I should like learn from you." *I laugh* "Can you forgive me? Should I get down on my knees and beg for your forgiveness?"

Me: *confused/embarassed*

P.Mark: *bows down on his knees* "I beg for your forgiveness. Forgive me!"

Me: *still confused/embarassed* "You are forgiven. Arise."

LOL. It was soooo funny!!!!! hahahah!!!!

Well, this is it guys, the end of "Love Reaper". But, on the bright side, I am in the middle of writing the second chapter of "Heart" and it should be up soon :)

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"Brandy?" I heard a voice calling me. "Brandy? Hello...are you okay?" My eyes fluttered open. I found myself lying on the groud before Ville's tombstone in the original wedding dress that I was supposed to wear. Ville, to me, is dead. Dead and gone. I looked up and saw Gerard standing above me with impatient and worried eyes. I smiled. I am so relieved to see him...and in the sunlight!

"It worked!" I spluttered out in amazement. I pulled myself up and threw my arms around Gerard. "It worked! You're alive!"

"Yes, yes I am, thank goodness." Gerard said. "What's up with you? What worked?"

"Oh, nothing. Nothing at all." I smiled widely. "Can you take me home? I have to get ready for the concert tonight." Gerard grinned this time and nodded his head. I lifted up my dress off of the ground even though part of it was already dirty. Gerard led me to his car which wasn't that far away from Ville's grave.

Suddenly, the realization of everything set in. I would never kiss his lips again, or nestle my head into his chest or listen to the sound of his heart beating. I would never hear him sing me to sleep again or listen to his worried voice when I randomly leave in the morning to go to the mall and talk to Dan The Sweater Man. And I kept seeing our childrens faces in my mind. Sweet little Desdemona with her big green eyes and pretty brown hair. Even when I didn't know that Ville was my husband, she knew he was her father. And little Kaiden, who looked exactly like his twin sister with his green eyes and brown hair. And he was a momma's boy. Always clinging to me like a magnet on a refigerator. I'm going to miss them all and the sadness is killing me. But, it's better this way.

Gerard opened the car door for me like a perfect gentleman. He always was such a sweetheart to anyone who deserved it. I got in and he closed the door while I buckled up. I sighed right before he got in and stared out the window. Gerard noticed the forlorn look on my face. "What's wrong, Brandy darling?" Gerard asked.

I sighed again. "It seems like just a dream, you know, losing Ville," I said. "I don't want to let go of the idea of me waking up and everything being okay again. But, I have to let go sometime. I just don't know how."

Gerard smiled and started the car. "Well, you've got me, Sofia, Deanna, Rachel, the rest of My chem, not to mention the False Start guys, TakingBack Sunday, Bam, the rest of HIM...you've got all of us to help you. It'll take time, but you'll move on and let go." He placed his hand on mine. "But I do know that you'll never stop loving him, and that's okay."

We drove in silence the rest of the way home. The silence wasn't eerie or awkward or anything really. It was a thoughtful kind of silence. The kind of silence that I love. We pulled in front of mine and Sofia's house. Sofia wasn't there yet, which was okay. I don't think I'm ready to see her yet anyways. I know that I'd probably cry and she'd be so confused. Gerard rounded the car again and opened up my car door again. I remember the first time, him following me inside and waiting for me to get changed and everything. I can change that too. Maybe I should make him go to band practice now.

"Hey, I'm okay, really," I said, knowing that the only reason for him following me is because he's worried. "Go to band practice and Sofie and I will meet you at the venue, okay?" Gerard sighed but nodded his head. I threw my arms around him again while something popped into my head, or I shuold say, someone popped into my head. "Hey, Gerard. Remember that awesome band that you and the guys toured with for awhile couple years ago called Mindless Self Indulgence?" He nodded his head and I continued. "I really do think that you and the bassist, Lyn-Z, would make a cute couple." Before Gerad could reply, I bounced my way inside the house and up to my room.

Everything seemed the same from what I remember of it. The bed, the floor, the walls covered in posters. I unzipped my dress and threw it on my bed. Ha, I even remember the outfit I wore that night...which is tonight but whatever. The Billy Idol tee and plaid skirt. But, I pulled out a noodle-strapped, short black dress and my black combat boots. I put them both on and went over to my mirror and applied makeup. Instead of pulling my hair back, I let it fall to my shoulders.

"I can do this," I said to myself for encouragement.

I heard the front door open and imagined little Sofia walking in, looking for me with those big brown eyes outlined in black eyeliner. "Brandy?" I heard her say. I smiled at the sound of her voice. Seconds later, she knocked at my door and then let herself in. "Wow, you look amazing. Why are you getting ready for the concert now? It's not for a couple of hours?"

"Why not get ready now? It sure does save me a lot of trouble later." She laughed until her eyes settled on the picture of her, Gerard, and Ville and I on top of my vanity. "It's okay, Sof. I'm...feeling a little better about everything. Gerard said that you and him and all of my friends would help me through it. I believe him." She smiled but with a somewhat concerned expression still on her face. "Really, I'm okay. Oh, I need to ask you a question."

"And what is that?" She asked.

"Do you know the band Tokio Hotel?"

"Nah, I haven't heard of them. Are they any good?"

"They're really good. I think you'll like them. And, their guitarist is pretty gorgeous." I said, passing her and walking into the kitchen to get myself a pepsi out of the fridge.

"Really?" She said, following me and sitting down at the table in the kitchen. "Huh, I'll check them out later. Right now, I guess I have to get ready too. Well, after lunch."

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Sofia and I ended up leaving early so we can get into the venue without being over-run by random people who know who I am. I really don't mind it anymore. I really do want to go up to the fans and talk to them. So I did. "Where are you going?" Sofia asked me as I started to walk off to where the fans were waiting.

"To talk to the fans, of course." I smiled. "Oh, and uh, don't let anyone drink the pepsi when you get inside." I called over my shoulder right before I rounded a corner. I knew Sofia rolled her eyes even when I had my back turned to her. I walked a little ways and then found the fans. Some where singing, some were waiting patiently and some impatiently. I grinned when some of the fans recognized who I was at first glance. But my eyes were looking around for that one certain fan who we all grew to love...

And there she was, waiting in line with a few of her friends. Her mouth gaped open when I walked over to her with a grin. Jade, the girl Ville was really here for that night. She had heart problems and nearly died in the concert. She really didn't look well enough to be at a concert tonight. She was sweating a little and her eyes were a little red and she was so pale.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Y-yeah. I'm okay. Just a bit sick, really." She said in a cute british accent. I raised my eyebrow at her. "well, I do have heart problems but it's nothing much, really."

"You don't look well," I said. "Maybe you should go to a hospital."

"I'm okay," she said. "And besides, I don't want to miss the concert."

"Well," I said, thinking. "Well, I have an idea. Do you have a pen and a piece of paper?" She opened her purse and drew out a black sharpie and an autograph book and handed it to me. I quickly worote what I needed to write and handed it back to her. "Go to the hospital," I said. "And that's my cell phone number. Call me and I can bring the guys to the hospital to see you, I promise."

"Really?" She said like she didn't believe me. I nodded and smiled and said, "I promise." again.

Moments later, Sofia and Andrew came out to get me and bring me inside. I bid my adieu to Jade and her friends and went inside. I knew that False Start was about the start and I smiled. I promised myself that I wouldn't look out the curtains just in case Jade didn't leave like I told her too. I knew that Ville would probably be there if she stayed. I walked over to the refreshment table and threw out the pepsi. Sofia gave me a strange look but I smiled instead. Hell, I even threw out all of the other drinks on the table and sent Ana to get more refreshments. I had to tell her, though, that all of the other stuff was poisoned. She believed me when I let her smell the pepsi and she realized it smelled wrong when I didn't really know before.

I heard Mall Goth start playing and I started to sing to the song and dance a little. Sofia was talking to Ray and Bob off near the stage and Geradr, Mikey and Frank were having a brilliant discussion with Deirdre about The Misfits and Malice Mizer. I realized that I had put everything back in it's place. This is the way it was supposed to happen in the first place.

"Psssst," I heard someone say from the same space behind the stage and next to the refreshment table. "Psssst, Brandy, over here!" My body tensed all over. I felt like something was about to be destroyed, maybe my life or someone elses. My heart pounded inside my chest when I turned around and saw green eyes accompanied by blue. I couldn't breathe. "Come here." Ville said with a smile. I looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to me and I walked over to Ville and Kyle and was hidden by the darkness in the space they were in. But I could still see their faces.

"What's going on?" I asked in a shaky voice. I started to worry and everything that happened flashed before my eyes like I was about to die or something. Ville's warm hand touched my cheek and I closed my eyes. "Please tell my what's going on?"

"Youdon't feel it?" Ville asked. I opened my eyes and looked at him with a confused expression. "My hand...it's warm. Do you feel it?" He asked again. I nodded my head. Ville looked at Kyle and used his eyes to tell Kyle something. Just then, with Ville's hand still on my cheek, Kyle put his on my other cheek. His hand was icy."Brandy...everything is good now...everything's changed."

"What do you mean? I just put everything back in order for Gerad and Sofia and Jade and for everyone el-"

"But not for yourself." Kyle said. "After William sent you back here, I guess, I...I offered myself to the Reapers."

"What?!" Kyle shushed me and the three of us looked around to see if anyone heard me. "What do you mean you offered yourself to them? For what?"

"For you and Ville to be together again," Kyle said. "I saw the way you looked at him with so much love and passion. There was something between the two of you that you and I could never ever have. And I love you, and I want you to be happy. So, after you left and before everything changed for me, I asked them if I could be a Reaper instead of Ville. If he can go back to you and be with you.

"Everyone looked at Marilyn because she has some sort of vision power thing. She just stood there for a moment and then she smiled. She said, 'Boy, this will so make her happy.' And I knew then that it could be done. They took me and Ville to another room and had William send you into a part of whatever place you went where you were asleep so you wouldn't change anything just yet," He said. I remembered waking up in the cemtery and seeing Gerard standing over me. "Jason Mraz was there. Apparently he can undo Ville being a Reaper. And then he stabbed me and made me into one. I couldn't stand to see you sad for the rest of your life without Ville," he said. "The Elders made me promise that this would be the last time that I'd ever get to see you. But that's okay, because if I leave now, then I'll know that the last expression on your face will be a happy one and your cheeks will be covered with happy tears indtead of sad ones." My breathing became heavy, like I was having some sort of panic attack even though I wasn't. It was like I couldn't breath because I knew I was about to cry happy tears. And Kyle did this all for me?

"How will we explain this to everyone?" I asked Ville; letting a tear slip from my eyes.

"Well, Jason knows a couple CIA and FBI agents who can help us out. Don't worry, everything will be good again." He said, emphasizing the 'again'. I smiled and looked at Kyle.

"Thank you so much, Kyle," I sniffled. "How can I ever thank you?"

"Just be happy, okay?" I nodded. "And...when you have Kaiden and Dessie, give Kaiden my name as his middle name. That'd be so cool." I laughed and nodded my head. "Well, I've got to go. I have a whole list to do tonight. And I still have to shoot Blood Ties too. I never knew that Reapers can still pretend to be alive when they're not." I threw my arms around Kyle and kissed his cheek.

"Goodbye, Kyle." I said.

"Goodbye." And with that, he left me and Ville all alone in the darkness behind the stage.

I broke out crying and jumped into Ville's arms and pressed my lips to his. He held me like that for a long time until we heard someone calling my name.

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It's been almost a year since they finally gave Ville back to me, but they also took Kyle away from me as well. But I know Kyle will be happy, mostly because I met Audrey Kitching at Warped Tour and told her to go out with him. I heard that they're a couple now, which is so awesome.

And what's awesome-er is that Gerard finalyl took my advice about going out with Lyn-Z, and guess what? Now they're married and expecting. And, Gerard's not a vampire either which is good even though he did make a good vamp. Oh, and Sofia does like Tokio Hotel now. Me and her went to a concert and, well, she reeeally likes Tom. I should be like a love columnist or something or an advice giver person. I think I'm pretty good at it.

Right now, Ville and I are at home, our home, eating breakfast while I'm on my lap-top, writing a story on Buzznet. Some people really like it a lot and I love reading their comments because they always make my day. I haven't showed Ville yet because i kind of made him the star of it all. I think he'd like it though because of all the action, romance, time-travel and super-natural stuff.

"You are always typing on that thing. What are you writing?" He asked, taking a sip of milk.

"Oh, nothing really. Can't a girl type?" I smiled.

"You know, I thought that you'd be reading all the time, you know, to catch up on all of your Shadowhunter knowledge." He said.

"Dude, I like memorized all three of the Mortal Instruments Series. What more do you want?"

"Well, do you remember when you and I went to go pick Kyle up from the Y and we found him in the mausoleum unconscious because of Gaspard?" I nodded, wincing at the memory. "And remember when Gaspard threw Prudence to the ground and she gave you a glowing blade to cut through the cuffs?" I nodded again. "Did you not recognize that blade?" I shook my head. "Ugh, and you said you memorized The Mortal Instruments Series."

"Of course I did. I just don't know what her knife had-" I stopped, thinking back to that night. It was glowing and translucent like...like a seraph blade. And then a part of City of Bones popped into my head. Jace raised his hand, and Clary saw dim light spark off the knife he was holding. It was oddly translucent, the blade clear as crystal, sharp as a hard shard of glass, the hilt set with red stones. "What exactly are you getting at, Ville?"

He smiled a devilish smile and leaned closer to me. "Well, let's just say that Reapers, witches, vampires and werewolves aren't the only beings that exist in this world." He reached into his bag that sat on the floor next to his chair. He pulled out a blade that was similar to the one that Cassandra Clare described in the book. "Remember what Jace said a couple times in the book about stories?" Ville asked.

I nodded my head and grinned. "All stories are true." Ville stood and walked to my side. He leaned down to my ear, placing the blade in my hand and said, "A gift from the Lightwoods." I looked down at the blade in my hand, and grinned wildly.

THE END!

Agh, sorry I haven't updated in like a million years again. But here's the next chapter.And that lovely lady about the text is Karina Lombard. Dude, I like love her, lol.

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"Do you remember this place, Brandy?" Ville asked. My eyes were shut tightly , as soon as I opened them again, the light burned my eyes but I let them adjust. Just a blank, white room. I was about to say no, but then I remembered when I killed myself and Ville brought me here to reverse time. I felt like I couldn't breathe. Like my lungs were collasped into themselves, bleeding and them exploding into little tiny pieces inside myself. I felt Kyle stand up behind me. He put his hand on my waist and leaned into my ear.

"What the hell happened?" He asked through a clenched jaw. His blue eyes were burning into me. I could feel his anger and his fear in my bones and in my heart. I hated it so much. Kyle shouldn't even have had a part in this. He didn't do anything. And there goes me, bringing him into something that he shouldn't have had to be broughten into.

"What a great question, Kyle." Prudence said. Her dark eyes narrowed at the sight of us. Only then did I notice the rest of the Elders and the three judges standing behind her. "Unfortunately, we won't be answering any of your questions," She turned to Aro and Lucian with a scornful look. "This is all our fault."

"How is this our fault?" Aro hissed. "We had nothing to do with the mortal being hurt or with anything they did. Nothing, Prudence."

"Didn't we?" She said. "I told you from the very beginning that this was not a good idea. We should not have let him go back to her because he couldn't remember anything. We shouldn't have let him back to her."

"But if we hadn't, he still would've went himself. There love is unbinding. We couldn't do a thing to stop it..." Lucian practically shouted at the Reaper woman. I sighed; my mind was racing. All of this, all of it, because we love each other. Even Romeo and Juliet didn't cause this much of a fuss. Our friends died, got kidnapped, our children got kidnapped, an innocent man got hurt...all because I couldn't let go...

So this is really all my fault. I was the one who caused everything. Like Romeo was at fault for everything too. I didn't let go, I drank the poisoned pepsi, I tried to kill myself just to see him...the whole time I've been selfish. Did I ever really think of anyone but myself? Was I too wrapped up in loving him to see anything else? My mom told me once he died that things would get better and that I wouldn't die alone. She told me to let go because he wasn't coming back. I should've paid attention to her. If it wasn't for me...then everything would be okay...

My eyes flicked up to meet Marilyn's timeless eyes. We held eye contact for a moment. I pleaded with my eyes for something...for some chance to make everything right. She nodded and stepped inbetween Prudence and the two other Elders.

"I think I want ot hear from her. I want to hear her side." She said, gesturing to me.

"Oh what does she have to do with this?" Prudence complained. I stepped up to them, looking back, only to give Ville and Kyle both sorrowfilled eyes. Ville's eyes widened while Kyle's still looked confused.

"I have everything to do with this," I took in a deep breath. "This is all my fault. I couldn't let go. I just want to make everything right." Lucain smiled at me warmly while Aro and Prudence exchanged one last evil glare.

"And how do you suppose to do that?" Aro asked with a strained voice. I turned ever so slightly to look at Ville. I felt a single tear roll down my cheek. Horrible realization dawned upon him. I could see the panic in his eyes. I tore my eyes away from him.

"Can...can you reverse time one last time for us? To make everything right again?" This time I looked at Gaspard who was just standing just six feet away from Ville. He wore almost the same expression as Ville. "I think I know where things started to get liek this....if I can go back and if I can be the only one to remember, then I can change it all. I'll be the only one hurt."

"Brandy, do you know what you're doing? What you're asking for?" Villle said, suddenly beside me with wet cheeks. I threw my arms around him and nestled my face into his neck. I pulled back and looked up into those big green eyes.

"Yes, I do." I sniffled back a few tears. "I'll always love you with all of my heart, body and soul." I said so only he could hear. I turned back to Aro. "The only thing I want to know is what will happen to our children?"

"I think I can answer that." Marilyn said. "Well, they'll be non-existent for only a few years. When you birth them, though, I should warn you that they won't look the same, but it'll be them."

"Marilyn!" Prudence spat out venomously. "Don't use your po-"

"I know what I'm doing." Marilyn said, turning back to me with a warm smile. "And I'll make sure Ville will be okay and that Mr.Ulliel won't be anywhere near you."

"Oh, that does remind me," Prudence said. Suddenly, one of her glowing blades sprung free from her hands and sunk directly into Gaspard chest. He was too shocked to scream or gasp. He sunk to his knees with bewildered eyes. He fell to his side. "He'll be going to court as soon as we're done here," She said. "Say your goodbyes and lets make this snappy."

"You're letting me do this?" She nodded her head. I turned to Ville who looked pissed, maybe even betrayed. "Please don't let me remember you like this." I whispered. His facial expression softened only a little. I brought my hand up to his face and stroked it gently. "I love you." I said, leaning up to him and kissing his lips. He pulled back and whispered to me, "I love you too."

I walked over to Kyle who still looked bewildered, confused and everything. I wrapped my arms around him too. He squeezed back graciously. "I'm still really confused but I'm getting the sense that this will be the last time that I'll ever see you?" I pulled back to look into his eyes and nodded just a little. "I actually think that I fell in love with you," he admitted. "But it's better to have loved and lost than to never love at all, right?"

"Yeah," I sobbed with a slight grin. "I love you, too." He pulled me to his chest again for a few moments and then let go.

I walked back to Aro and Marilyn and everyone with expecting eyes. Prudence snapped her fingers and William was suddenly in front of me. "What's going on?"

"I need you to send me back in time." I said. He looked at me closely. He saw my pain, my tears. He looked at everyone else in the room (his eyes widened when he saw Gaspard) and he nodded. "I'll miss you, kiddo." He said, bringing his hands up to my face. He closed his eyes and I did the same.

My heart was pounding, my head was spinning, and it felt like the air got kicked out of my lungs. And then I felt nothing at all.

To be continued....

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soory if this was shitty....lol

I can't really explain this feeling that I got at the pit of my stomach when these dreams and daydreams started to surface in my mind. I know if I practice a lot and work hard, maybe I can fullfil my new dream and make something out of myself instead of being stuck behind a desk.

Is this feeling the same feeling that all aspiring actors or actresses feel when they roll into Hollywood, looking for a job? Is this how it feels when you want something so badly that you'll go to any lengths to get it?

Lately, I've been seeing myself on the red carpet with a grin on my face as I'm being interviewed by TV shows and cameras. I know being an actress isn't all fun and games and glitz and glamour. I know I could get my heart ripped out of my chest and my self-esteem shredded to bits and pieces. I know that I might not turn out to be good at it or I just might not like it in general. But, it's like just the idea of achieving it is imprinted on my bones. It's like a never-ending movie when I close my eye-lids. Can I be this person? Do I have the ability to go through with this?

I think I can be able to do it if I work hard enough and try hard enough. Am I ready for it? Yes. Will I take it for granted? No. Can this really work out for me? Maybe.

So I told my mom today that I wanted to be an actress. She told me that she needed more details and that we would talk about it when she got home from work.

So, I got really bored today and so I made Mortal Instruments icons. I actually sent the icons to mundiesource.net and they're putting them up tonight! *me=giddy* So here they are :D : (I hope the pics who up because it's just giving me the URL)

As Alec Lightwood, Gaspard Ulliel:

As Clary Fray, Me (I am a TMI fangirl, okay?) :

As Isabelle Lightwood, HannaBeth:

As Jace Wayland, Kyle Schmid:

As Jocely Fairchild, Jacqueline McKenzie:

As Johnathan Morgenstern, Toby Hemingway:

As Luke Garroway, Joel Gretsch:

As Magnus Bane, Bill Kaulitz:

As Maia, Megalyn Echikunwoke:

As Maryse Lightwood, Karina Lombard:

As Raphael, Steven Strait:

As Robert Lightwood, David Boreanaz:

As Simon Lewis, Kaiden Blake:

As Valentine Morgenstern, Billy Campbell:

Student Involvement Day. Why is it call that? I have no fucking idea. But basically we got ot chill all day, actually eating food that isn't a frozen pile of shit and the Armed Services came and we got to dunk all of those fucking teachers and principles who are very cruel.

I kind of took it a step up. I got very creative and decided that I was going to hug random people. Why? Because I needed to boost my confidence andthat's the only way I knew how to. I created a sign (I got the idea of the sign yesterday with Eryn and Amanda) that said "Make My Day, Give Me A HUG!" Guess how many hugs I got? 72! Mostly because they are a lot of mean and shy people in the school that wouldn't hug me:(

But it's all good and it was very fun. It was hot as shit, but it was fun. OH! There were bands playing there (student bands) who fucking rocked! One of the bands included my friends Dylan and Nate who played "Crazy Train", some other song that I don't remember, and "Sweet Child of Mine". They rocked. And the band before them played a song called "Brandy" (that's my name!) and I got ot hug the bassist. Lol.

But all in all, it could have been better and it could have been worse. If the security guards weren't there, then maybe it would have been more fun (I was so tempted to write 'funner').

So how was your guys' days? I hope all is well.

One of my friends on imeem is writing a book and her literary agent says that she needs ot have 2000-3000 people ready and willing to read her book before a publisher would touch it. Her name is Karen Jones and her book is going to be awesome.

If you guys would love to read her book (it's about her life as a teen which was really hard for her and it was really emotional for her to write) tell me please and I'll tell her :)

xoxo Brandy a.k.a. Mikey

Sorry I haven't updated in a few days. But hey, I have off of school on Tuesday, and half a day on Thursday and no school Monday, I think I'll be able to throw in a few more updates on those days ;D

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"Prudence?" Ville gasped as Gaspard threw the Elder Reaper onto the ground. I had always wondered why the Elders were called "Elders" because none of them look a day over thirty. Maybe it's because in Reaper years they're older than the others. If I survive through this, maybe I can ask.

I swooped down and helped Prudence up but not before noticing the glowing handcuffs that were bound to her wrists. I remembered that Gaspard had these cuffs around Ville, William and Chris as well. Her powers were petrified by the intensity of the cuffs. She was weak and wounded and far beyond pissed off. I can only help get the cuffs off if I could. Prudence stumbled to the ground and took me down with her. I felt so helpless with the woman who didn't even approve of mine and Ville's love. If we help her and survive, I wonder if she'll change her mind.

"Are you all right?" Ville asked without taking his eyes off of Gaspard who was grinning from ear to ear. I nodded my head and pulled Prudence behind me as if to protect her. Ville edged his way with Kyle towards Prudence and I. "Take him." He whispered under his breath. I reached up and took the unconscious Kyle in my arms.

Ville's facial expression looked positively murderous once Kyle was out of his hands and he knew that Prudence and I were all right. He stalked a little closer to the clever looking Gaspard with his hands bunched up into fists at his sides. "What did you do to her, Gaspard?"

Gaspard's smile faded and he shrugged. "I needed leverage."

"For what?" Ville half screamed/ half whispered in terror.  Gaspard's grin soon returned as his eyes settled on me.

"For her, idiot." He replied. My heart jumped a few times before I could maintain control on my emotions and my thoughts. Of course that's what he wanted. He wanted to make a trade. He knows that Ville would sacrifice me for the safety of the world. I would do the same thing too, of course I'd die after I did, but I would.

"Leverage for what? You want a trade? An Elder for my wife? You know that that would never work out. It would all be over once the others found out. Why risk yourself, Prudence and my wife?"

"I'm not going to tell you my 'evil' plan, Ville. I'm not that much of an idiot." He sighed. "You want to know what I found out?" Gaspard asked. After a few moments of silence' he continued. "That Mr.Schmid over there is the man she would have fell in love with if she had moved on after your death. Marilyn sent him to her because she thought that he needed a fair chance for Brandy's love. I can't risk it. She already loves you."

"I love Kyle too, you jerk!" I shouted.

"I thought that I'd be doing you a favor too but getting rid of that man," Gaspard continued, ignoring me. "Don't you want your wife all to yourself, Ville? Don't you want her to love you and only you the way that a wife should love her husband?"

"She's allowed to love anyone, even if that person is me or not." Ville said in a harsh whisper. His hands started trembling and his face started to turn red.

Kyle stirred in my arms. He was starting to wake up. I was hoping that he wouldn't wake up just yet. I was hoping he wouldn't be awake for this. Thank goodness Gaspard and Ville weren't paying much attention to the three of us. Prudence poked my back and I remembered that she was still handcuffed.

"I know how to get it off," she whispered in my ear. "There's a knife in my jean pocket. Get it out."

I carefully  manuevered my hand to her left jean pocket and found nothing. And then my hand lingered to her right jean pocket and took out a tubular looking thing. I held it up to her and raised an eyebrow. She smiled wickedly.

"Uriel!" She nearly shouted. A bright blade sprung out from the black tube thing and shined a bright red color that stung my eyes. I heard Gaspard sigh in annoyance and Ville gasped. Gaspard started to walk toward us but Ville tackled him to the ground.

"CUT THE CHAIN!" She yelled. With one swift movement, I cut the glowing green chain and watched the cuffs turn to dust on her wrists. Kyle opened his eyes at the exact moment that Prudence sprung up onto her feet. He groaned and rolled onto his side, grasping his head in pain.

I helped to pull him onto his feet. All of our eyes were on Ville and Gaspard punching each other and rolling around on the ground. Prudence burrowed her eyebrows in annoyance and anger.

"You stupid, Reaper!" She shouted at Gaspard with a hiss. "You won't get away with this!" And with a quick sweep of her arms, a bright light shined in the room, growing brighter and whiter by the second.

And then we were all surrounded by nothing but white.

to be continued...

From what I heard from the song "Scavengers of The Damned", it's amazing. "Scavengers" fucking rocks, and Aiden is an AMAZING band. I suggest getting this CD! (I'm making my mom take me out ot get it lol).

So yeah, Aiden KNIVES out today! Like, right now! GET IT! GET IT! GET IT! GET IT! NNNNOOOOOWWWW!

And you can check out Aiden's myspace (www.myspace.com/aiden) for any additional information and to listen to "Scavengers of The Damned". *Amazing song!*

Happy Mothers day to all of you supermoms out there! I hope you all have a magnificent day because all Mothers deserve a wicked awesome day! Especially if your kid is like me and acts like a brat/princess/diva from time-to-time. You are truly a supermom when it comes to kids like that, lol.

xoxo Brandy a.k.a. Mikey♥

Sorry I haven't written in like a million years again, lol. Well, here's the next chapter :D I hope you guys like it (cuz I feel so sick and it sucks!!!)

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"Are you all right, my dear?" Ville asked as he helped me into his car to go find Kyle. In all honesty, I don't think anything is ever going to be all right again, ever. I just wish things would just go back to normal, whatever normal was, anyways. And I just want my kids and hope that Frank is keeping an eye on them while we go get Kyle.

"No, I'm not. I want to go home. I want to pretend that I never went out with him and none of this ever happened. I want to take the kids and just find somewhere safe and make sure that our teenagers get back to their time safely too. And I have a headache and I'm worried about everyone and I am freaking out because I kissed a psychopathic angel of death and I found out that you're my husband and that Marilyn Monroe, Edgar Allan Poe and James Dean took my fricken memory away for some game! I am pissed off too. And, oh yeah, I just remembered that my best friend is a vampire who is supposed to be dead and my other best friend is with Gaspard."

"It's okay, sweetie. Just relax. We'll figure things out." Ville said, trying to placate me with his lovely, deep finnish-accented voice that can turn a riot into a snuggle party. His voice would usually make me feel better, but not tonight.

"I can't relax, Ville. This whole thing is just so wrong. I mean, I love you and I know that now and I knew that when I kissed you on our date but I forgot our life before...and I fell in love with Kyle too. I can't leave you, and I don't want to hurt him and...this is all just so wrong. Why is this happening? I don't understand." I sniffled. "I need an asprin."

"I'm sorry, my love, but we kind of don't have any right now. Just stay calm and hang in there and when we get Kyle, I'll race back to get you your aspirin, okay?" I nodded my head and sniffled again. I looked up at Ville whose eyes were peeled to the road. But I can tell that he was sad, really really sad. I scooched closer to him and laid my head on his shoulder.

We were quiet until we reached the YMCA were I told Kyle to meet us. Ville parked and turned the car off. "I'll be right back." He said to me and then kissed my cheek. I watched him as he walked to the side of the Y to find Kyle. I can't help but to wonder how I got lucky with him, but how I got unlucky with Gaspard.

What if this is all my fault? What if I was supposed to move on after Ville supposed died? What if I was supposed to be with someone else in the end, so that none of us would get hurt? But then that would mean that my two beautiful children wouldn't be in existence. That would mean that I would still wish him by myside everyday even though he probably couldn't have been.

But, what if-this is going to sound so strange-someone poisoned my pepsi that night and that's why I saw him? What if someone meant for this to happen?

Only moments later, Ville came back with a strange look on his face. "You told Kyle to meet us at this Y, right?" He asked as soon as he opened the door. I nodded my head.

"Yeah, I did. Why? He's not here?" Ville shook his head no. Kyle told me that he was only five minutes away, I thought to myself. But then the wheels started turning again in my head. There's a cemetery in the back of the Y and when I went ot the future, when I was in the house with Frank and Gerard...the house was os close to the cemetery.

"Oh my goodness," I gasped. "Ville, there's a cemetery in the back." I said. Ville raised his eyebrow in a confused way. "Kyle must be back there. Gaspard must have... Ville we gotta save him! He's only a TV vampire, not a real one! He can't defend himself against Gaspard's powers!" I quickly unbuckled myself before Ville could say anything and jumped out the car and started running towards the cemetery. I heard Ville curse behind me but moments later he was right by my side.

He took my hand as I flung open the gate and started running straight. I noticed that there was lights on in the mausoleum and started running towards it. I tripped over a few headstones and Ville picked me up everytime. The door to the mausoleum was glass and I could see right through it. I saw Kyle lying in the middle of the marble floor out cold. I tried to open the door to get to him but I couldn't. It was locked.

"Poof me inside, Ville. Please." He nodded and wrapped his arms all around me. Only a half a second later, we were inside and right next to Kyle. I knelt down beside and checked his pulse. I sighed in relief when I figured out that his heart was still beating and he was still breathing. The only thing left to worry about was where was Gaspard?

"Brandy, we need to go. Here, let me lift him." Ville said in a panicked voice. I knew that the question in my head was answered. Gaspard was around here somewhere. Ville took Kyle's arm and wrapped it around his neck and lifted him up. Kyle's body leaned against Ville's and was completely limp. Ville took my hand and I knew that we were about to poof out but something stopped us.

Smoke came into the small building and Gaspard stepped out of it holding a woman in his grasp. It took me a moment or two to figure out who it was and I gasped aloud.

"I don't think that you'd want to be leaving her, my dear." Gaspard said with a wicked grin.

to be continued...

So apparently I have to get an x-ray on my leg. Why? Okay, so about two weeks ago, I probably sprained it or strained it, and I've been walking on it for weeks without even knowing. So, first, my ankle got all swollen, and then my foot and now MY WHOLE EFFING LEG! And the pain is unbareable. It fucking sucks.

I'll be working on my fanfics this weekend. So hopefully I'll have an update by tomorrow.

And how is everyone? I you guys are all okay :D

xoxo Brandy a.k.a. Mikey♥

I have writers block again. It may have something to do with the term paper I have to write and I'm kind of focused on that. I'll try to update as soon as possible for both stories.

I hate school.

It feels like my brain is just floating around inside my head, banging into my skull and causing the worlds worst headache.

I've already missed school on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday and today I come home sick. Fuck. My head hurts so much. So, apparently I have the flu (not the swine flu). Or like a virus or something. I feel so sick to my stomach.

I'll try to update "Love Reaper" later on and I'm still in the middle of writing the second chapter of "Heart".

So, how are you guys? I hope you guys are not sick at all because that would suck.

xoxo Brandy a.k.a. Mikey♥